Erde van Birth of Violence

a hundred million hours spent on the wire Erde like the crooked river would catch fire all-dirt waves of devastation Erde got a baby on death row all-dirt I dreamt of buildings long left-behind young children running blind Erde broken frame of mind intertwined from the vales of Eden to the swelling tide we cried together Erde woman is the origin all-dirt Erde, rip my heart out Erde, rip my heart out Erde, rip my heart out